Claudia Kishi, Live From WSTO! by Ann M. Martin

Author:Ann M. Martin [Martin, Ann M.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: ePub Bud (www.epubbud.com)
Published: 2011-03-21T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter 8

“You what?” I knew Kristy wasn’t going to take rejection lightly. She was the last person I called Tuesday night.

“Kristy” I explained patiently, “we felt the play would be a little too long, and — “

“It’s exactly fifteen minutes.”

“Uh-huh. But — “

“If you want, we can cut it. No problem.”

“It’s just that, well, some of the kids don’t seem … ready.” Kristy took a deep breath. “Yeah. I guess they were a little rambunctious. But you are going to have more auditions, right?”

“Sure. We haven’t filled up the whole month.”

“All riiight. ‘Bye.” I could practically hear her mind working. I knew we hadn’t heard the last of Kristy Thomas.

Now for the hard part.

We’d accepted about ten acts. But we could only use four of them in the first show. Plus we needed to choose a theme.

(We should have chosen the theme first. That would have made it easier to pick the acts. Of course, we hadn’t thought of that.) On Wednesday Ashley walked home with me from school. Before the BSC members arrived, we’d have time for a planning session.

Over snacks, of course. No sense starving while you’re planning.

Ashley crunched away on some Doritos. I, meanwhile, was savoring a Chunky.

“So how do we do this theme thing?” I asked.

Ashley swallowed before speaking. ” ‘Do this … theme thing’?” she repeated, as if I’d just said something in baby talk.

“Yeah. Like, let’s say we pick a theme. You know, fashion, or art. How do we fit in Sarah the backward talker?”

“Well,” Ashley said with a smile, “I wasn’t the one who wanted to use her.” Ooh, I wanted to slap Ashley. But I didn’t. I was calm and cool. She was my assistant. She didn’t have to be my best friend.

“Friendship,” I said. It was the first word that popped into my mind. “Like the song Julie and Jennifer sang. How about that for a theme?” Ashley frowned. “Well, it was only one song.”

“I know. But we could, like, build the show around the song. You know, have the guests talk about what friendship means to them.”

“I don’t know — “

“No solo acts for this show — just twos and threes. Then they can talk about their friend- ships.”

“How it affects their artistry.”

“Exactly.” (In Ashley-esque terms.) Ashley shrugged and gave me a well, you’re the boss look. You know what? I didn’t care. I was the boss.

And it was a good idea. I popped another Chunky in my mouth, grabbed a pen, and looked at the list of acts we had accepted. I circled these: dt/hv CcxxmUW J Out “See?” I said. “All of these guys seemed like great friends. Let’s choose three. We’ll call them to discuss the theme. Then we’ll put the friendship song last.”

“One problem. The song isn’t anywhere near fifteen minutes long.”

“Well … we’ll ask the girls to sing more than one song. There are plenty more songs based on friendship, right?”

” ‘Ben/ ” Ashley replied.

“Ben who?” I asked.

“The song ‘Ben.’ About the boy and the rat.

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